Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip. She leaned forward in her chair, as if petrified in fear by the scary story. I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind. ” His father interjected. That would be an unkind twist of fate. His hand went with an almost instinctive inquiry to his jawbone again.
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